Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 19

She looked up, "What? Me?"

"Uh, can I get your number?" he stammered.

Brie blushed and paused bashfully. She did think he was cute and but wasn't sure she wanted to give up her number. "I'm... not wearing anything I could write it on."

Elsie quickly jumped in, "She's mine, boys, so you can reach her through me."

"Oh, nice. Well. Can I at least get your name?"

Brie also wanted an alias, but struggled to come up with something convincing, "Briley".

"Briley. Uh, okay, nice." Hunter smiled wide.

"Alright, see you losers later," Elsie said. And at that, she spun, twirling her skirt, grabbed Brie by the shoulder, and marched then off out of the food court and back into the mall proper. "Briley?" she said with a chuckle.

"I know! Shut up, I was nervous. My heart was beating a million miles an hour. That guy even saw you again."

"What guy? What do you mean?"

"Oh! When you were in Justine's Place in just your undies, a guy walked by and saw you."

"Omg."

"And he just saw you give those same undies to that boy, too!"

"OMG. You have to point him out next time we see him."

"Why? So you can give him a story to tell his wife?" Brie prodded.

"Haha, noo. I just want to know who he is. Well, actually, maaaybe," she finished slyly.

"You're incredible. This is a whole new side of you, Els."

"Maybe it's a whole new side of us-Briley, Elsie teased.

Brie punched her friend in the shoulder playfully. "Don't make fun of my name, bitch, my mom gave it to mel Elsie punched back. "Hah, sounds like your mom is really gonna give it to you, for real!"

"Ugh, you're such a sister-fucker sometimes." Brie ribbed bashfully.

"You're hilarious," Elsie replied sarcastically, then, like a puppy dog, suddenly she was on to a new subject. "Oh look, a makeup counter!" She wandered up to the kiosk in the middle of the promenade and began smelling the perfumes. "Mmm, these smell so good. Come check this one out, Brie." The label on the bottle said "Libertine".

A couple of older salespeople approached them as they poked around the selection. One was a slender, well-tanned man with bleached white teeth. The other was a woman with dark hair and a pale complexion. She spoke: "Hello children, can I help you?"

Elsie frowned, "We're not children, lady. And we don't need your help." She turned away from them and continued on to the lipstick section.

The woman continued "Don't be foolish," she said brusquely. "We're having a sale, Fifty percent off of Libertine stock. You would be fools to pass this up, silly girls."

The two girls exchanged annoyed glances. Brie spoke quietly, "Let's get out of here, this woman is weirding me out." They took off from the counter.

As they left, the woman's male co-worker attempted to corral her attitude, "Heather, you have to be more agreeable." He felt like he should say something to apologize, so he caught up with the Brie and Elsie before they got far. "Excuse me? Sorry girls, she meant no offense. We're both fairly new at this, and Heather is sometimes not as affable as a salesperson should be."

"She's a real character, Elsie commented flatly.

"If I may, I'd like one more chance to show you what we have. Like I said, we're new at this, and we really need to make some sales. I really think you're going to like our products."

"That's great," Brie replied matter-of-factly, "But I can't afford your products. I'm broke.

"That's okay," the man stated quickly, "I think we can work out a sweet deal between the three of us."

"Oh?" Brie brightened up slightly at the prospect of cheap beauty products.

"Here's what think we can do. We need to sell Libertine products, but nobody has heard of our brand before. I think if we can show their transformative power, people will really get interested. What if we gave you a six-months supply? How does that sound?"

Elsie's jaw dropped, "For free?"

"Yes, for free."

"Sign me up!"

The man laughed, but Brie barged back in. "Hold up. Els, why dol get the feeling there's a catch?"

"You're a smart girl," the man said, "What's your name?"

"Br-Briley"

Elsie snorted quietly.

"Well, Briley, there is only one catch and that is that we'd like to have the two of you model Libertine in a live makeover performance. You'd simply have to sit in a chair while we do the rest: haircut, rejuvenation, and makeup. The whole works. And we're starting a partnership with Scarlet, too. You know, the fashion house?"

"Of course," said Elsie.

"You might be able to walk the runway a few times with some of their latest summer pieces."

"Modeling? That's it?" Brie asked.

"That's it."

"But why us?"

"The idea just popped into my head, honestly! I thought Heather was very rude to you, and I wanted to make it up to you. And you're both so naturally beautiful to begin with, you'd help us sell our products for sure." Both Brie and Elsie blushed at the compliment.

"You're not professionals already, are you?" he winked.

Brie smirked, taking the compliment. "No, we're not."